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 Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 11:00 pm
For Elf & Cuter; you know the rules ;D <3 Kindle was happy.
She had finally emerged from her basket, and loved exploring this new world around her. Daddy had warned her not to stray too far from their cave home, but she wasn't worried. She was a Nightmare, like Momma, and she could handle anything.
Trotting along, she paused to catch a whiff of the pretty scent the nearby flowers let off. Spring was approaching, and Kindle couldn't wait to see what the new season would bring.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 11:10 pm
 Thistle was sleeping on a budding flower bed. His wings twitched in the breeze. Her dreamt of little bumble bees, swarming around him in welcome as he drifted among sweet-smelling morsels. His mother told him about these things and many nights her stories invading his resting mind.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 11:13 pm
The sweet smell of the flowers beckoned Kindle over for a better smell, and she wandered over to the bushes that held the prettiest of the flowers. Leaning over, she took a big snort, filling her nostrils with their sweetness, then sneezed, the pollen too much for her young nose to handle.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 11:21 pm
Unfortunately for him, Thistle was right in the path of nostril-spray-age. The colt woke immediately from his minor-shower and glared up at the soot-and-flame filly, "Excuse you, but I already had my morning bath!"
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 11:24 pm
Kindle's head jerked back, startled and caught off guard by the tiny voice.
"Whaa?" she stammered, then peered more closely into the flower. There, looking very irritated, sat the purple bumble bee she had met the other day.
"Mr. Bumble Bee!" She squealed, excited, ignoring the fact she had blown her mucus in his direction only seconds earlier. It was a wonderful feeling to be able to recognize someone, being so new to the land and world, and she was very thrilled. "How are you doing today?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 11:32 pm
Thistle stood up and shook himself off, flapping his disgruntled wings to dry them out. Just great....
"I was doing great," he reached down and rubbed his head in some of the flowers so he smelled like them and not Nightmare-fluids. Satisfied, Thistle stood back up to his full-short height. He calmly walked up to Kindle and looked up at her, "I was have the nicest dream.... and you...." he glared, pretending to be mad, "...you woke me up."
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 11:36 pm
Kindle giggled, the serious expression on the little bee's face looking quite.. well, funny. "Silly bee," she said, turning around and running around in a quick circle, "There's no time to sleep! Sleep is for the 'ol horses and animals. You and I are young, we're supposed to be bouncy and lively all the time... or that's what Daddy says. So why don't you and I have some fun? Or are you too small to have fun with a Soquili?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 11:51 pm
The little flutter made a strangled noise in his throat. Why was she always laughing? Or more so, calling him 'silly bee'? As she ran around in a circle around him he stood his ground, only his tail moved to try and thwap her as she went by. "Youth has nothing to do with it. We should seriously have a talk with 'Daddy', I think he is telling you some things that are not quite true."
"I am not too small!" So, Thistle had a bit of a problem with his height. Everyone else was just too big, or so he told himself. "I can have fun... but the question is.... can you keep up!?"
And with that, the little 'bee' was off, flying as fast as his translucent wings could take him.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 10:55 am
She didn't know why, but this little creature tended to make her laugh... alot. Perhaps it was his happy, bright purple coloring? Or his irritable little attitude that went so cutely along with his looks? Either way, she was enjoying the time she spent with the little bee.
"My Daddy's not wrong!" she argued, taking her absent father's defense, "He's the most smartest stallion I know!"
She watched as he argued about his size, biting her tongue to prevent herself from pointing out the size difference between him and herself, especially since she was a newborn to the world.
"Of course I can keep up!" She called back, dashing off after him, grinning with excitement of the challenge of chasing down the little bee. "You just wait and see... I'll be the fastest horse yet!"
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 5:59 pm
Thistle rolled his head as he turned to look back at her. "If that is so, it doesn't say much for the existing stallions now, does it?" he teased. As his hooves touched the ground, his wings needing a break, the little colt dug his heels in and changed directions.
He went past her, taunting as he purple-streaked by. "Is that so? The fastest?" Thistle's laughter echoed through the flowers and newly-sprouting grass.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 6:09 pm
"Eeep!"
Kindle halted as quick as she could, nearly tumbling face-forward into the flowers and grass. The tiny stallion-bee had landed on the ground, and she was scared she was going to accidently squish him. How would she explain something like that to her Momma?
"Yeah, I am gonna be the fastest!" She called out, her brow creasing as she looked around, trying to spot the purple blur, "Just give me time to practice and you'll see! Now... where'd ya go?!"
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 6:25 pm
Thistle giggled as Kindle was flustered. Well, he did have a few more days on him than she did if her tales were to be trusted. Of course, he was the one telling the tales, right?
The colt took to the air again, and hovered over the small filly. "Now, why would the future-fastest filly in the whole wide world need to practice?" He lowered himself and whispered in her ear, "Here I am!" And then Thistle zoomed off again and landed a few strides away, his wings settled. The look on his face meant he was quite pleased with himself.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 6:53 pm
"Because practice makes perfect," she spouted off right back at him, trying to look smart and wise for a filly who was only a little over a week old. She wanted to impress her new friend, and since he had a fancy stinger on his head and wings on his back, all she could show off was her firey hooves and her brains... at least, she hoped she had smart brains.
She smiled as he floated back up in the air and buzzed above her.
"There you are!" she laughed happily, and chased after him. Even for a small bee, he was still pretty darn fast. "What's the rush? Where are we goin'?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 7:11 pm
Thistle waited for her. His chest heaved for breath, he wasn't as strong as he let on, but his breathing sounded normal to one who might be close. He had a comeback to her announcement, but because the colt didn't want to let her have the satisfaction of knowing how much energy that all took he decided to stay quiet until she was closer.
When Kindle reached an arms-length away, Thistle turned and pranced further out of the way. "Going? Does everything have to have a goal?" That was something he had learned from Aunty-Nagual... who always went off on her 'adventures to nowhere'.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 11:39 pm
She had to pause once again, to think over what he had said. "No.. I guess you don't need a goal... but it'd be nice ta know where we're goin' so we don't get lost, don'tcha think?"
Feeling a bit tuckered out, she slowed down her pace, secretly hoping that the purple bee wouldn't notice. All racers needed a break from running, right?
"So, Mr. Bumble Bee," she said, shaking her mane to one side, "What do you do for fun around here?"
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